CHAPTER XVIII
THE DUCK CAVE ADVENTURE
"Ande, cocoa is pretty dry with such stuff."
Dick's great head arose from the hamper package which he was examining, and he flourished in one hand a roasted chicken. The hamper was one he had received that very day from home. They had ordered it brought into their study room, and, miracle to relate, it was done without the knowledge of monitors or small boys.
"What do you propose?" said Ande, as he, too, began investigation. Dick scratched his head dubiously and then his face brightened.
"Eggs."
"Old Ironsides is gone daft. Where does your majesty expect to get eggs, and if ye do get them, what are we going to do with them? Do ye think we are going to be egg-sucking weasels?"
Dick grinned, and, as he tried to set a dramatic attitude, flourished his arm, "We'll set forth the vessels of silver and gold——"
"Avast, there, my lad," said Ande, imitating the tones of smuggler Jack.
"And 'ave a-blooming——"